Volume 5: The Mystery of Shamo Chapter 75: Only the Righteous One Remains
Mo Yi, he finally came.
Although Wu Su hated Mo Yi very much, he believed in one thing: the man in front of him was as deeply in love with that woman as he was. So, in fact, he knew from the beginning that Mo Yi would come, and he would definitely come. This was a tacit understanding between men.
However, Wu Su hadn't expected Mo Yi to so decisively choose his side, even daring to engage in such a fight with his own father, whose unfathomable, nearly Void-Breaking Strength was practically unattainable. What was this? Father and son becoming enemies? A hero saving a beautiful woman?
As for Mo Yi's current stance, Wu Su was actually more confident than his three uncles. He knew that since Mo Yi appeared here in this way today and drew his sword towards his father, he had chosen his stance and would rather abandon his people and his identity as a Nayu person in order to protect Yao Ji.
Wu Su may have some admiration and envy for his rival's unrestrained attitude, or such resolute and desperate courage, because he knows that he, Wu Su, will probably never have such reckless determination and courage in his life.
He has too much on his shoulders and cares about too much. Everything about Sha Mo is a burden to him, so he can't abandon everything as decisively as Mo Yi. Although he also wants to, wants to risk everything for her, his personality means that he won't do that.
Just like although he could fight against his uncles for her and risk his own life to save her, he also knew that if she ever endangered Sha Mo's foundation, he would choose to bury her with his own hands even if it meant giving her up.
However, Mo Yi's choice was to never leave her. He thought, even if she chose to go to hell, with Mo Yi's personality, he would probably accompany her without hesitation, right?
At that moment, he seemed to finally understand her choice. Although he had always thought that his feelings for her were as strong as anyone else's in the past five hundred years, at this moment, he admitted defeat and was convinced.
The person who was most conflicted at this moment was naturally Ying Lili.
From the moment she heard that resounding dragon roar, her heart involuntarily rose to her throat, her gaze fixed on the inky black figure, unable to move away. Mo Yi, Mo Yi, that name, so familiar it couldn't be more familiar, seemed to be stuck in her throat. She wanted to shout, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't.
He is here.
Yes, as the hero of her story, he appeared in the most perfect and appropriate manner, so perfect that it made her want to cry. Why did he appear at this time as a hero saving the beauty? Why couldn't he wait until she had dealt with all the Nayu people before appearing?
Why? Oh my god, you can't play with me like this! How embarrassing for her, who was about to transform into a deadly female killer and kill the people of Nayu? She was about to do something bad, but he caught her in the act. How embarrassing!
It was like a prince riding a white horse and running into his beloved sharpening her knife, ready to kill someone from his clan...
What a horrific scene this is?
Well, although this is an exaggeration, the actual situation is not far off.
What's the saddest thing in the world? It's not that he's standing in front of you and you can't say you love him, but that he's standing in front of you and you're trying to scheme against his dad.
With this result, should she cry or laugh? Should she be happy or sad?
How can I have the best of both worlds, without disappointing Sha Mo and you?
"Mo Yi, are you really going to go against your father for her?" Mo Wutian was floating in mid-air, one hand stroking his sword as he coldly gazed at his son, his heart tangled. It had only been a few days since they last saw Mo Yi, and he had improved so much, even able to block his sword strike head-on! Compared to that day's confrontation in Hongsha Village, he had undergone a complete transformation. While he didn't know what secret teachings had enabled him to achieve such proficiency, Mo Wutian believed that, given time, his son would likely attain the most mysterious realm of Void Breaking before him!
That is not only the glory of his Mo family, but also the pride of all Nayu people!
However, his son, whom he was so proud of, was going to become his enemy for a demon girl from another tribe, and even to become the enemy of the entire Nayu tribe. How could he be at peace with this!
At this moment, his gray hair and beard fluttered in the wind, his eyes were narrowed and hidden, yet he looked down on everything. He stood still with a sword in hand, exuding the majestic spirit of a king dominating the world.
Mo Yi, who was confronting him, had a cold gaze, but an extremely firm expression. His deeply furrowed brows and tightly pursed thin lips were the same as Mo Wutan's, but the blood in his bones seemed to be the same, and he was equally stubborn.
"Father, now that it has come to this, why are you asking so many more questions? I said that day that I would not let the tragedy of five hundred years ago happen again. If you want to kill her, you will have to step over my dead body first." His voice was not loud, but in this empty temple, it was extremely clear. Everyone present heard it clearly, but their expressions were very different.
Mo Wutian pointed at Mo Yi and said three times, "Okay, okay, okay!" Then he said sternly, "From now on, the relationship between you and me as father and son is severed. I, Mo Wutian, don't have an unfilial son like you, and I, Na Yu, don't have a worthless person like you!"
Mo Yi pursed his lips, touched his waist with his left hand, and finally put it down quietly without saying a word.
Among the onlookers present, some were gloating, some were angry, and some had mixed feelings.
As one of the parties involved, Ying Lili felt extremely sad when she saw Mo Yi's resolute back.
God is really playing tricks on people. Whatever you fear will come true. She originally wanted to end the battle quickly and get rid of the Nayu people alone to prevent such an embarrassing situation from happening. Unexpectedly, the worst situation still happened.
In fact, when she saw Zhuo Wei before, she had already guessed that the Nayu people would definitely take action today. However, she didn't expect Mo Wutian to force his way into the Shamo Temple alone with such a domineering attitude, and even wanted to kill her right away. Hadn't he always wanted the "Heavenly Stone"? Why did he suddenly change his mind?
What good would it do him to kill himself?
In other words, could killing himself bring him greater benefits than the 'Sky Stone'?
No, sitting and waiting for death has never been Ying Lili's style, and she doesn't want her lover to risk her life for her, so she feels that she should do something. In fact, it only takes one person to be the bad guy.
She couldn't bear to push Mo Yi into that abyss of no return.
Although at this moment and here, as the chief wizard of the Shamo tribe, no matter what she did, she would inevitably let him down, but it was better than watching him and his tribe members and father killing each other.
She gently pushed away Wu Su's hand that was supporting her, slowly walked forward, and inserted herself between the confronting father and son. She tried to calm her emotions and suppress the fishy-sweet taste surging in her throat. She raised her head and looked at Mo Wutian fearlessly, saying fervently, "Senior Mo, you are the head of our clan after all. Why are you so untrustworthy and go back on your word ?"
What she was referring to was, of course, the agreement she had made with Mo Wutan that night in Hongsha Village. Although she had no intention of fulfilling that agreement at the time and was sure that Mo Wutan would not take it to heart, it was necessary to try her best to occupy the moral high ground and defeat him.
"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. Are you, the Shamo people, qualified to negotiate terms with me now?"
"That's right. The winner is the king, and the loser is the enemy. Losers really have no right to negotiate with the winners." Ying Lili took over the conversation. Just when everyone was still wondering if she had taken the wrong medicine to be so straightforward, she suddenly changed the subject: "But Senior Mo, in fact, the loser is you."
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked and thought that this girl was crazy.
"Oh?" Mo Wutan was looking at Mo Yi with a gloomy expression. When he heard this, he slowly turned his gaze to Gong Lili, raised his eyebrows, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his thin lips. They were indeed father and son. Such a playful expression was exactly the same as Mo Yi's.
" No matter what your purpose is for coming here today, you only have one choice now. Take your people and go back to where you came from." Ping Lili suddenly stood up straight, straightened her spine, raised her head, and slowly uttered words with a burning gaze and a calm expression that made everyone present sigh. It seemed that everyone thought she was crazy and started talking nonsense.
"Hahaha, what courage! You are really courageous, girl, you can still talk nonsense at this time. Do you think that this kid can stop me?!" Mo Wuotan stretched out a finger coldly, pointing at his son, the sarcasm on his face became more and more intense, he thought that the opponent's bargaining chip was his son.
"Of course not by him, but by the 'Wanqi Ku' that I planted in your body when we were fighting just now. That thing will take effect in half an hour. Now half an hour has passed. I believe that thing has taken root and sprouted in your body." A faint smile slowly appeared on the cold jade-like face of Ying Lili, but in her golden-brown eyes, there was a look of determination and resolve that had never been seen before.
No one knew that her teeth were actually chattering at this moment. Facing such a powerful man, even standing in front of him was a huge pressure, let alone bargaining with him. Her legs under her skirt had already begun to tremble, but she was holding it in, using all her willpower to hold it in.
At this moment, she was not representing herself alone, she was representing the entire Shamo. She was confronting him, the patriarch of the Nayu tribe, as the chief wizard of the Shamo tribe. She could not hesitate, be afraid, or retreat!
Although it would allow Mo Yi to see her most scheming and ugly side, he couldn't care less at this moment.
Even if there are eighteen levels of hell ahead, what is there to be afraid of?
